I hope for the viewer to take away from this series that there is beauty in the most unlikely of places, especially the places that are more often than not overlooked in daylight but once lit up at night take on a whole new personality.
For years light has fascinated me, particularly window and street light. It gives so much mood to streets and alleyways. Film noir lighting in old movies inspires me with this type of photography. The technical side of the work is a challenge and a lot of thought has to go into the shooting, production and editing the images to get the desired outcome.
I started this project around 5 years ago and shoot new material in the autumn and winter times. This is mainly for convenience due to my work constraints. It is handy living in a town centre… there are lots of lit areas that have interesting points about them. I’m looking to create moody striking images that bring the everyday mundane to life through the use of the available ambient light. The series is shot entirely on manual mode so the exposure can be controlled effectively.
The quality of light that is illuminating the scene can be a challenge. Digital noise can be an issue if not controlled properly through efficient use of ISO, although quite high settings have been used modern day digital cameras far exceed the limitations of the digital cameras even 10 years ago and can produce excellent results in the most dimmiest of lit scenes.
The idea that light passing through, bouncing off and illuminating objects giving remarkable shape and structure to the most mundane things seen in broad daylight is fascinating.
All around me are familiar faces, Worn out places, worn out faces Bright and early for the daily races, Going nowhere, going nowhere Their tears are filling up their glasses, No expression, no expression Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow, No tomorrow, no tomorrow
– Mad World (Tears for Fears)
I walk to work 5 days a week all seasons, all weathers. I see the sunrises and the passing of time with the seasons, the buds growing and blooming , the leaves fall and the flowers bloom and die, it’s the most magical journey i take twice a day. From light hitting the pavement and roads, steam coming off the street lights with their beams shining down, fading to nothing, frost on the berries, the texture on the leaves, their veins, the shades of bark on the trees, paint on the bridges, the flakes and shades of old and new, Then there is the sound of the birds chirping, different breeds all at once and cars and whizzing past with the tyres making the squishing sound through puddles and watching the droplets subside when they’ve gone. It’s blessing and a curse.
I don’t envy life as a daily commuter stuck in a steel box for however long the journey is, disconnected from their surroundings. Sure I would get there faster but I would miss SO much happening in the world….. my little world of the 20 minute window walking to work.